Brokta

Information

Player: Renown0

Character Full Name: Brokta Flamingblade

Character In-Game Name: Brokta

Nickname(s): N/A

Association(s): The Horde, Warsong Clan

Race: Orc

Class: Hunter

Age: 66

Sex: Male

Hair: White

Eyes: Red

Weight: 497lbs

Height: 6'9"

Alignment: Lawful Good

Appearance

Prefers to stay in his armor, since it protects him against the quicker opponents he finds himself having trouble with.

Other: Of course, scars. I'm not even going to elaborate on that. There are just too many.

Personality

Brokta is deeply rooted in the Warsong's traditions. Throughout his life, he has gained a respect for anybody who can fight well and retain their honor. Having fought with most of the races, Brokta sees the potential each one has, but he will generally consider them weak until they have proved themselves. When dealing with Orcs, though, he defaults to seeing them as strong and will not change that opinion until he personally sees them acting weak. For him, an Orc who loses their honor is lower than anybody of any other race because he believes they have the most potential and waste it.

History

Brokta was born on Draenor. His father and mother were both Shamans who fell victim to the practice of fel magic. Brokta didn't pay any mind to that, however, as he became more and more bloodthirsty. He was never happy unless he was in the midst of battle.

When the Dark Portal became wide enough for the Horde to attack, Brokta gladly joined in on the first battle he could, as well as every one after that. Obviously, he was unable to get into all of them, but he was there when Stormwind was sacked. He remembers it as a bad day, when his bloodlust was particularly active.

Brokta participated in the Second War as well. Between fights, he always found himself having arguments with one of the Forest Trolls, Jerraz. They would argue about things as major as whose race fought the best to things as minor as which of them could jump the farthest without a running start. As the war raged on, they found themselves meeting on the field of battle more and more often. After the final battle of the Second War, they pulled each other off the field. Both of them were in bad condition and Brokta couldn't have fought even though he wanted to, since his good arm was broken. He and Jerraz got into another argument over whose fault the loss was until they heard the sound of an Alliance platoon coming their way. Jerraz actually knocked Brokta out cold after a quick "debate" on who would stay and fend them off. Brokta woke up with a badly bleeding forehead. He found Jerraz dead, with his daggers inside one of two dead Humans. (The platoon had heard the noises of Brokta's and Jerraz's fight and thought that Jerraz was simply going berserk and had killed Brokta when they got to him, since he attacked them the moment they came into view.)

It took him a while, but Brokta caught up with the rest of the Warsong clan and went into hiding with them. He began to respect the Trolls when he realized what Jerraz had really done for him. Brokta's serious wounds were almost healed by the time Warsong was reunited with the rest of the Horde.

Unfortunately, this newfound respect did not prevent Brokta's bloodlust from skyrocketing in Kalimdor, and he fought again in Ashenvale, coming out a little better off than in the last battle.

Once the blood haze lifted, however, Brokta pretty much rejoiced (Went out and there was much drinking and reveling. Also known as "WTFPARTY!"). He began to see the merit the other races had at this point, as well, observing their cultures and valiance in battle as much as he could during the Third War.

During a battle against the Burning Legion, Brokta felt the lingering effects of the bloodlust once more. He began swinging wildly and hit a lit brazier. The flaming oil spilled onto his axe, which didn't add much damage, since they were fighting the Legion, but it created quite the spectacle when Brokta would lunge through the air, swinging in wide arcs and leaving trails of dripping flame. Some of the other Orcs witnessed this and gave him the name Flamingblade, since his previous surname was lost.

Brokta is now living in Orgrimmar and traveling around to the fairly close areas, spreading a message of honor among as many young Horde members as possible, and joining in on battles that will not require him to travel. His muscles may still bulge out of his clothing, a testament to the endless training and countless battles he fought in, but the bones underneath them are feeling the strain from years of bloodlust.